Today, Saturday, a day I really could have slept in, I hobbled down the stairs at 5:30 am. Our newspaper carrier was just walking away from making his deposit on our step. (side note: we have the world's best newspaper man. He NEVER fails to deliver the paper on time. EVER.)
Even if I am not reading about it, the world carries on. And I am still able to function, even if I am completely unaware of what my day is supposed to hold, or have not worked my brain numerically.
It's okay. My life is REALLY full right now, and so far, so good. Routines do not need to be routines forever. But I DO miss reading my magazines. I have a pile of glossy untouched magazines, just waiting on my coffee table, for that day I have time to read them. January???
The weather forecasters tell us that starting tomorrow, we will be experiencing a bit more 'seasonal' weather. We may even come close to a frost.
Which means I really need to pot up my Italian parsley, my rosemary, my sage, and my basil for the coming months. It is almost like we have been lulled into a feeling that the nice weather will stick around forever, and fall garden chores can wait. Maybe I can hire Charlie to take care of gardening things for me....